The project 'A view of Israeli society through the ceremonies' is on the one hand a personal journey I went through through meetings and participation in various ceremonies and on the other hand a different, different and colorful view of Israeli society. The photographs reveal that in such a small country one can find so much ethnic, cultural and religious diversity. This is actually the 'message' that emerges from the project that sees a blessing in difference, diversity and the human kaleidoscope that consists of dozens of colors, customs, opinions and rituals that in a closed society are threatening but in an open society that is confident in itself are a fertile ground for the fertilization of the infinite human spirit. So I want to invite you to a journey I have made in recent years. A journey that started with my work as a curious journalist and which combines my love for the art of photography,  For the direct meeting with people and the desire to experience and get to know different cultures. That's why I found great interest in the 'cultural capsule' called 'ritual'. The more I went to ceremonies, I noticed that there is such a thing as 'ceremony time' - the ceremony is actually an 'island in a sea of routine': an island where time is sanctified and the moments are given grandeur and splendor. Man, it has already been said, is a 'homo-symbolic' that if all the scientific progress, the age of rationality and the rise of 'post-modernity' and globalization, man is still a matter of rituals that link him to the identity of a place, culture and in recent years also a marker for personal expression and self-fulfillment. It is important to me to show that rituals are not only an issue for religious people but also for non-religious people who create and renew old rituals (the Shavuot ceremony in the kibbutz) or create new rituals (the beauty queen ceremony). In this way I participated in Mass with the Pope or in a memorial service with US President Obama, or in contrast to lighting Hanukkah candles in an ancient burial cave or in a prayer in an ancient tomb in Samaria. Above the Azrieli Towers and I had a moving experience when I tried drinking Indian tea - part of an ancient Shaman ceremony. I was moved to stand with the torch-lighters on Independence Day, but I was also moved to tears at Rabbi Ovadia Yosef's funeral and I came back full of experiences from a long night with the Samaritans who made a pilgrimage to Mount Gerizim. In another country when I participated in a memorial service for British soldiers killed in the wars at the Ramla cemetery. I jumped for joy at the Simchat Torah celebrations and drank to life at a Hasidic gathering. I ate deliciously at the Tom Tsum meal of Ramadan and danced with settler women on the edge of a mountain in Samaria. I did discover that this is indeed the 'state of Texas' the land of Zebat Milk and ritual